THE LITTLE HOUSE
pressed a spring in the trunks and they shut like umbrellas, deluging the little plants beneath with snow. ' O you naughty, naughty child!' Mamie cried indignantly, for she knew what it was to have a dripping umbrella about your ears.
Fortunately the mischievous fellow was out of earshot, but a chrysanthemum heard her, and said so pointedly, 'Hoity-toity, what is this?' that she had to come out and show herself. Then the whole vegetable kingdom was rather puzzled what to do.
'Of course it is no affair of ours,' a spindle-tree said after they had whispered together, 'but you know quite well you ought not to be here, and perhaps our duty is to report you to the fairies; what do you think yourselfV
'I think you should not,' Maimie replied, which so perplexed them that they said petulantly there was no arguing with her. ' I wouldn't ask it of you,' she assured them, 'if I thought it was wrong,' and of course 88